CL: Chapter 21 – Drunkenness

He called me baby for the first time. He was seated beside me. He leaned toward me and touched my lips with his finger. I detect a faint smell of liquor on it. We were baffled about what he just did.

“Where’d ya get those sexy lips of yours?” He talked in gibberish.

Everybody remained silent when Ki-tan stood up and was really wobbly. He was intoxicated. His face was red all over and had bloodshot eyes. He was attempting to go inside the house when he suddenly tripped.

Good thing I caught him. “Where are you going?” I said as I helped him stand up properly.

A nerve twitched when he called me that but I finally understood what was going on. He was speaking in Kyoto-ben[2]! This was the first time I heard him speak like this. It was cute in a way. I didn’t expect him to know this dialect as he mentioned before that he grew up in Shinjuku.

That asshole Ken laughed really hard. Naoki punched his arm. “Hey, what was that for?” he said while trying to hold onto his laughter.

“Senpai, do you want to get a beating?” He looked serious with his straight face.

“Fine. I just find it funny that’s all. Did I offend my baby in any way?” He teased.

“Just shut up,” he responded.

Naoki was like a bossy wife ordering her obedient husband around. It was effective because Ken really shut up.

“C’mon, I’ll walk you to the bathroom,” I said.

He looked at me and batted his eyes. He hiccuped afterwards.

Shit! He looks so cute.

“Let me go. I can do it me self,” he said.

“No you can’t,” I insisted.

“Yes I can.”

“No you can’t.”

“Yes I can.”

I said “No you can’t” for the last time and carried him like a princess (bridal style).

“Put me down!” He yelled. He hit his knuckles on my chest but it wasn’t that hard. “Ha ha Ryū. I wanna drink some more!” He whined.

I ignored what he said and walked toward the house.

“Hey bro! Let me know if you were able to do a slam dunk, okay? He he,” Ken yelled.

“Fuck off,” I muttered and did not look back.

“Ouch! I’m sorry!” He said again.

Without looking back, I already knew that Naoki hit him again. I just laughed to myself.

My heart thumped. I could barely understand what he was saying but I sort of understood what he meant. I then had the urge to kiss him but I had to hold it because he was drunk.

I opened the front door and looked for the bathroom.

“Hurry up will ya?” He said. His eyes were closed as he rested his head on my shoulder.

I was able to find the bathroom and it was just at the end of the hall, right across from the kitchen entrance. I was almost near the bathroom when I felt something. Without looking down, I could tell what Ki-tan was doing.

I felt his warm lips pressing against my neck. He was kissing me! He sticked his tongue out and brushed it all the way up to my earlobe. He embraced me with his arms and started to nibble my earlobe.

I was still carrying him when I entered a chaotic trance. My breath became erratic and my heart started to race. I was turned on by this seduction that he induced. I had to do something about this.

I opened the bathroom door and locked it when we entered. I wanted to make sure that no one would bother us this time around.

I let him sit on top of the sink and stood in front of him. We looked intently into each other’s eyes. He was blinking and his breath was deep. His radiant brown eyes gave out so much meaning to it, as if he wanted me to devour him. I could smell alcohol from the air that he breathed out. It turned me on so much. The sake I drunk helped a lot in shrouding my rationality; that I became drunk in love.

Like a hungry and fierce tiger, I started to kiss him passionately. He unbuttoned my button-up blue shirt, starting off from my neckline. I paused and wore a devious smile. “Heh, so you’re this naughty when you’re drunk,” I whispered.

“Shut up! Just kiss me, naa[3],” he ordered.

“Yes sir,” I obeyed.

I pecked his nose first and chuckled a bit. I was surprised when he grabbed my collar, pulled me closer, and started to french kiss me violently. My eyes grew wide and so I fought back. Our breaths were in rhythm and all you could here is the sound of us, making out.

My erect rod was rubbing consistently against his shin. I could feel my underwear getting wet from my precum. I moaned a bit when he bit my lower lip. I knew my lip bled as I could taste rust in my mouth.

This was the most intense kiss I’ve ever had. I’ve kissed girls before but this was different. This was the first time that I felt so intoxicated; to the point that it even overpowered my intoxication from the sake we had drunk.

“This ain’t good,” he muttered.

I just observed him as he attempted to unbutton my jeans. I smirked from the sight of this. He was able to unbutton and unzip my pants. I was about to take of my jeans when he inserted his warm hand inside my underwear. My heart leapt. He pulled out my hard on and started rubbing the tip.

“Hmm…,” I couldn’t help but moan.

My precum was leaking and he wiped it off with his fingers. He then licked the same fingers seductively. I wanted to growl when I saw him do this. I’ve completely lost control of myself. I don’t care if the others would hear us anymore.

I grabbed his hand and sucked his fingers. It’s still wet from the mixture of my precum and his saliva.

“D’ya like it, baby?” He groaned.

“Yeah,” I said softly.

He took off his shirt and jumped off from the sink. He knelt in front of me. Is that what I think it is?

He chuckled when he saw my face. He was facing my erect manhood. I gulped when I saw how close his lips were from it. “Ya precum a lot, eh? Guess ya were right back then,” he said[4].

“C’mon. Suck it,” I shamelessly said. Fuck! What am I saying?

He glanced at my member that was begging for his hot mouth. He grinned and then started to lick the tip. In a matter of seconds, he started to envelop it with his soft lips. He pulled my jeans down and started to caress my thighs. I closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasure that he gave me.

Slowly, he swallowed all of me until it reached his throat. I felt tickled and it almost triggered me to come. He was like a professional when he did this. He rolled his tongue on my shaft and started to thrust his head back and forth. I seriously wanted to fuck his mouth. I held onto his head and he gestured with his hand as if letting me push him to his limit. I obeyed him and started to thrust while it’s in his mouth.

After some time, he stopped and stood up. He grabbed onto my nape and started kissing me again. He’s like a hungry, mad dog that ate meat for the first time.

We were panting so we paused a bit.

“This ain’t good,” he went on babbling again. “Hold me upside down.”

“Huh?” was all I was able to say.

To be continued…

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ

Minna-san, konnichiwa!

Ha ha! I couldn’t help but laugh when I was writing this chapter. Another side of Kichirō has been unveiled.

I somehow used basic Southern American Accent to differentiate the dialect he was using from the standard Japanese language.